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Saturday, May 31, 2003 jasmine: so how did we meet again?me: um... jasmine: was it at a show? me: no...i met you at allison's house. melee played, so i guess you could call it a show. jasmine: oh yeh...that's not a very cool story. tell dawn the story of how you met jenn. it's a good story. it involves ice cream. jasmine: monique and i had lunch on wednesday. it was hard saying bye. me: she left today? jasmine: how did you do it? me: what do you mean...oh jasmine: when vanessa left for so long. it must've been hard. me: yeaah............but thank god for the internet (doing my typing action with my fingers and hands) me: so jasmine, how long have you and dawn known each otehr? jasmine: oh, since, freshman year. we went to the same school. me: wow, that's a long time. how long have you known monique? jasmine: since senior year. how long have you know vanessa? me: oh since high school. jasmine: so like how many years? me: since 11th grade. 4 years minus one....plus a lifetime i bought myself a chess set as a gift to myself for finish finals. yeh, i'm a nerd but i haven't had a chance to do anything that i wanted for a while. yeh, and i need to go shopping too. i am tired now. too much fun with the girls. and too much stress this last week. i need to wake up early tomorrow too for my cousin's graduation. we have to be there at 7:30!!! are you kidding me?!!? and starting monday, i have class bright and early at 8 o'clock in the morning. jeez no break. g'night Friday, May 30, 2003 i had a rough nights sleep last night. no, it wasn't b/c of my sister. it's over with. i won't go into why i couldn't sleep, i'm over that too.eww, gosh, i actually ate lunch today. well, i bought lunch, so that means it's a real lunch. i had some taquitos and i feeel sooo sick. yes, i feel sick and i wish i could throw up on demand, but i can't. i need to go walk it off or i'm gonna get sick during my final. i was studying with nancy today and she said i looked really different on culture night. she and her friend tina were there. she said i looked really good, especially with my eye makeup. i was like, "yeh i did it myself, i would've looked better if someone else had done it, huh?. thanks though, you're the only other person that complimented me other than my mom. " i need to wash and clean my car. it's too messy it took me so much self control not to tell my sister she was dumb. she probably knew that's what i meant. i said what she did was dumb. i'm really angry right now. or i don't know. she shouldn't have gone and done that. jeez. the other day, she says to me. i'm broke, i don't even have money to buy lunch. i felt bad for her. i was gonna tell her to ask my parents for some money or maybe give her some. today, i mentioned that something about disneyland. she mumbles, oh, by the way, i got a disneyland pass. i was like, what?! i can't believe she did that. she has no money! she has no job. jeez. how can you go and spend 260 bucks when you have not income!?!? she spent so much money w/o consulting anyone. not even me! if my mom finds out....hell will break loose. jeez. and what does she say? my friends wanted me to get one. i was like, hell no, you let your friends talk you into this?! you must remember that your friends are RICH. i'm really upset right now. my sister can't be this dumb. she knew i was gonna get one and she could've used it anytime. she would've saved herself money. i at least have a job and i didn't have the guts to just buy it like that. gosh, i can't believe she's so irresponsible like this. man. maybe i'm being to harsh. maybe i shouldn've have yelled at her, and i held back from saying some harsh things. i guess you wouldn't understand unless you were an older sister. Thursday, May 29, 2003 since we won't be going to NY this summer, we should take a road trip. we can take a road trip up north to see how ghetto nor cal really is. heeeheee. we can hit up san francisco....go to sanfrancisco.com <--if i spelled that correctly. anyways, my cousin's site is really cute. i was watching the extreme makeover show last night, (well, i was actually cleaning my room and i had the tv on. i would never actually sit down and watch that show.) anyways, so this lady was talking to the plastic surgeon. he was telling her all the possible difficulties, side effects, etc. so he says, "with all plastic surgeries, there will be bruising and ....also, there is always a chance that you can die. no one has died under my knife, but there is a chance you can die." the women says, "so how long will there be bruising?" hahah, my god.my mom sent me an email. this is what she wrote: Honey, double click on www.chrisanddevina.com to see it...I think it's cool !! aww, how cute. the website is my cousin and her fiance. their wedding is a week before vanessa's sister's. Monday, May 26, 2003 wow, some professors are asses. i emailed the music advisor and asked him if he'll have office hours this week. he replies saying he will be in his office from "time to time" on tues and thurs. thanks a lot. what does time to time mean?!and all you people who get to enjoy a day off today, us csuf kids will be indoors studying for damn finals. wow, i was just reading over what i wrote and it's just a jumble of thoughts. that's what you get when i have no one to talk to the entire day. except for my study group and all we talked about was bio and of course random things that i would say to liven things up. all right. good night. it's so nice to drive the lexus. i just got home from studying at school. i'm still high strung from the coffee so i can't go to bed yet until i clear my head. anyways, it was nice driving home although it took so long and i was kind of tired. but yeh, cruise control. heaven. next time we go to LA, we take the lexus. yeh, too bad i couldn't go to beat it tonight...when everyone else was going! jeez. too bad i couldn't hit up the "underground" (some small club in LA) on friday for monique's farewell. so i walk into my room and it still smells like skunk. gross. i turn on the light and my room is a mess. jeez. yeh, i need to tidy up and put my rug and tv back. the cable guys came yesterday and tore my room apart. well, not really. gosh i come home to hear my dad tell me that my mom was freaking out about our messy house. yeah, so i turned off my phone today, and when i checked my messages around 8 or something, i had like 4 messages. a first. jenn called to tell me about beat it and i was a bit bummed, but it's all good b/c i'm a bit over dancing. the bump and grind thing last night killed it for me. especially since i was so sober it was gross. oh and the other message was from my mom telling me to either come home early to wash the dishes or wake up early tomorrow to do it. what the heck? i'm barely even home to eat and i have to wash the dishes for 4 people. yeah, i know, we should just wash our dishes when we use them, but my sister has this thing about being fair and us switching off weeks. so when it's my week, i'm not home enough to wash it until the end of the week and that's when it piles up. jeez. so anyways, i was studying with some people that i never really talked to until now. the one guy in our group is a really sweet and nice guy. he, this other girl and i went to eat and we all split this huge pastrami sandwich and chili fries that could feed an entire family in vietnam. he offered to pay and i was like, no way, you barely know us and i gave him money and he wouldn't take it. i was like, jeez, either you're really nice or just really weird. so after studying at 1:30, we went home and he called to check to see if i got to my car safely. which is a common good guy thing to do, but i was like, you're so sweet, why can't i be attracted to guys like you? Sunday, May 25, 2003 okay, so quick summary of my dream. something about being in a ml and someone driving. i climbed in and the car was full. jackson was the last person in, and i tried getting in on his side. the door was still open and i didn't even sit down. the driver starts driving and i'm like, hey i'm not in yet and the door is open. the driver makes a sharp turn and i almost fall out but jackson catches me. i don't know who else was in the car. later, we are somewhere and i'm fighting with this person. i dont' know what we were saying. after, vanessa asks me if i was mad and i said no, that i was just really disappointed. and then we were talking again, and vanessa asks again, if i was mad. and i said no. and then i said something like, i was just worried about her. that doesn't make sense. i dont' know. i had another dream last night. it was intense. but this was about other people and friendships which i will go into later. culture night went alright. i was doing more than i planned. but i offered to help some people. they were nice so i tried to help them. dude, i almost snapped right at thi yesterday. that wouldn't have been good. i'm scared of her. we were all outside buying tickets and then half the group went in, and then when we tried getting in, they wouldn't let us. so we had to go around back and lisa let us in. thi saw and she was all, what they hell, you can't come back in. and we were like, we were buying tickets. and she said, "you should've done that ahead of time." and i said, "well if you weren't asking me do things and get people for you and helping out rather than sitting in the corner studying like i should be"....and then i stopped saying anything else and walked out of the room. i don't even go to uci. (my trademark line.) anyways, i dont' understand why i couldn't get drunk or buzzed at all last night. i didn't have much, but it should've been a slight buzz. nothing. then i gave up on it. but then bi asked if wanted anything and i said alright and he got me a shot and i still didn't feel anything. lame.i was so tired last night. went home and just fell asleep. now i have to clear my head and start studying. blah. |
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